Date: Wed, 20 Aug 2014 01:03:50 -0400 From: John Marshall <crackerjacker18@hotmail.com> Subject: Jackin' Jack Cox Chapter seventeen This story does NOT directly continue the saga which began with "The Working Boys,"continued with "Ecstasy Island," followed by "Ecstasy Renewed," "EcstasyInc," "The Pharm Boys," and "Erotic Isle: the Endless Orgasm." However, like my other stories, it is unorthodox but quite seductive, as are the figures depicted. Like "The Working boys," "Ecstasy Island," and "Ecstasy Renewed" (all found under Bisexual Adult/Youth), as well as "EcstasyInc," and "The Pharm Boys" and "Erotic Isle: the Endless Orgasm." (found under Gay Adult/Youth), this one is also written in third person and proceeds in something close to real time with extensive dialogue to carry the story along and intense character development. Though there is some mention of some of the characters from the earlier stories all the people in this story are new characters. Once more, this story is extremely orgasmic with all ejaculating dialogue written in UPPER CASE. If you do not wish to be exposed to such material as described, leave now. If you are too young for this sort of thing, leave now. If reading this causes you to break the law where you live, leave now. Otherwise, take the time now to get naked and get your cock hard, start strokin' it. Jack yourself off as you read and see if you can time your own blasts of naked sexual pleasure with those of the characters in the book. This one averages about one or two orgasms per chapter. For that reason, I don't recommend reading more than one chapter at a time. Any more than that might be hazardous to your sexual health...especially your hard, throbbing cock. Note: All drugs mentioned are fictitious. If you like what you read, let me know at crackerjacker18@hotmail.com. JACKIN' JACK COX CHAPTER SEVENTEEN "How's he doin'?" Ien Cox questioned Vince Astor as he tried deciphering the many digital and analogue dials festooned upon the antique Orgasmatic which encompassed young Jack Cox's seductive young boy-body as he reclined peacefully, in its chair. "Near as we can tell, he's assimilated roughly 37.3 percent of your content," Vince told the young teenaged boy-genius. "Roughly?" Ien raised one eyebrow. "Roughly," Vince repeated. "Mmmm...37.52 percent now." "That's not what I meant," Ien rolled his eyes. "How can you define 'roughly' in hundreths of a percent. "Mostly by lying," Vince suppressed a smile. "Look, you want an update? He's breathing, his cock is hard, his heart rate is...well...all over the fuckin' place. This time, however, we can correlate it with the sequence of events we fed into the machine and..." "Two pretty heavy orgasms so far," Ien noted. Though they'd collected most of Jack's spurting sperm the terrazo floor of the lab was still wet, even slippery with the boy's cum. "How many more?" "Three or four...I didn't write the scenario. We gave the techs downstairs a free hand in tying in your content with the action," Vince explained as the two watched Jack's cock once more become hyperactive. "We did take your advice and tied everything into the Mathison archives, even down to photos of the old estate he called 'The Cliffs' before it was torn down a couple hundred years ago to make way for your...humble abode over there." "Thanks, should help him acclimate more easily when he goes back," Ien told Vince. "Or else give him a severe case of deja vu," Vince laughed, shaking his head in a vague sort of amusement. "Interesting theory," Ien pondered, missing entirely any humor in Vince Astor's words. Vince smiled, amused himself at Ien's attitude. "Whoa...stand back, old...faceful...is about to blow..." ................ "Oahahhahhhhahhhh fuuuuccckkkk...fuccckkkk...AHHAIEIIAOEIHROHEORHAHHEHHE FUCCCKKKK, Susie, your horny little brother is one fuckin' hell of a cocksucker!" Jack gasp, trembling precariously on the edge of his orgasm as he held the ten-year-old boys face gently in his hands while driving his cock with considerable force into the sweetly beautiful little-boy face. "If he can handle dad, he can certainly handle YOU," Susan Mathison observed the two boys having sex beneath the rain-like shower spray. "And don't call me Susie...makes me sound like a slut." Jack practically choked on that one, even as his cock threatened to erupt at any second. "You'd prefer "Oh Susannah?" Jack teased, dividing his attention between the cocksucking Destry and the boy's nympho sister. "Don't say it...I AM a slut," Susan read Jack's mind. "I'm a twelve-year-old cocksucking, cockfucking orgasm queen who eats, sleeps, and breathes SEX every minute of every...gettin' close?" She was a sharp observer of the male ejaculatory sequence. Jack nodded, his eyes starting to bug out, his orgasmic point of no return so close he could touch and taste it. "Close." "Do it to him, Destry, do it to him, do it to him, do it to him, make him cum again, make him shoot, oahhahehhh fuck yes, and don't you dare spill a single drop." "AHHAHEHOAOEJARJEJJJAJEJJKOEOOGJJEJAERGGJJJJJJJJ!!!" Jack suddenly cried out in orgasmic ecstasy as the naked little boy sucking his cock expertly propelled him over the edge, seemingly casting him into a deep, dark swirling whirlpool of sexual pleasure Jack had seldom ever endured. "I'M CUMMING, I'M CUMMING, AHGEAOIEHOAH GAWD, I'M CUMMING, I'M CUMMING...SO HARD! OGIAOEIHOAH FUCK SUCKIN' THE CUM RIGHT OUTTA MY BALLS, MAKIN' ME CUM SOOOO HARD, SO FUCKIN' HARD I CAN HARDLY STAAANNNNNNDDDDD IT" "GIVE HIM YOUR CUM, JACK, DO IT TO HIM, JUST LIKE YOU DID TO ME, GIVE HIM YOUR CUM, SHOOT IT, SHOOT IT, STRAIGHT DOWN HIS HORNY LITTLE COCKSUCKIN' THROAT," Susan cheered on both boys as she watched them heave and thrust, shuddering through their first orgasm together, recalling her own excruciating pleasure the first time Jack had fucked her barely more than an hour before. "OhhhhhHHHHHH FUCK YEAH, OH, FUCK YEAH, SHOOT IT, JACK, SHOOT IT, SHOOT IT AT ME, AGHHAOERHOAHEOH FUCK, YEAH, LOVE YOUR CUMMMM...AGHEAOIERHOHAOEH YEAH, MAN, LOVE YOUR CUM, LOVE YOUR CUM, FUCKIN' LOVE YOUR CUMMMMMM," Destry cried out as he flipped Jack's cock from his mouth began stroking it wildly, but expertly, pumping more and more of Jack's cum from his cock. "OHHHHHHAH FUCK YOU CUM THIS MUCH EVERY TIME YOU...AHGHAOEIHRAOEHROH FUCK, AHGHHAHEHHA...AHGHOEAEIHROIHOH,... FUCCCCKKKKK...!!" "MY GAWD, HE'S QUITE THE CUMSUCKER, FUCCCCKKKKKK, DEVOURING ME, AHGAOIEHOAHOH FUCK, FEELS GOOD, LITTLE GUY, AGHOEAERHHOIHAOEIHRO FUCCCCKKKKKKKK...SUCK ME, SUCK ME, SUCK ME, SUCK THE HELL OUTTA ME, BOY, OHAHHHAHHHAHHH FUUCCCKKKKK...FUCCCCCKKK...AHGOEAIHEORH GOD, THE FEELING...THE FEELINGS HE'S GIVIN' ME, THE FEEEEEEEEELLLLLLINGSSSSS.....AHHAHEHH YEAH, MORE, MORE, SUCK IT BUDDY, SUCK ME, SUCK ME OFF, KEEP SUCKIN' ME KEEP SUCKIN' ME, KEEP FUCKIN' SUCKIN' MEEEEEEEeeeeeeee," Jack moaned as his rocketing spurts of boy-cum gradually tapered off to a glowing flow, then a spasmodic seeping. Destry, true to his sister's orders, missed not a drop. "Whew, you two fuckers are...something fuckin' ELSE!" Susan sighed, collapsing back against the tiled, shower wall as she turned off the water beside her. "Feel better now?" Destry looked up at the sex god he'd just sucked off, Jack's cum, despite the shower, still seeping from the corner of his smiling lips. "Yesss...a shower always makes me feel better," Jack told him, pulling the boy up into his arms and kissing him hard while ignoring any contribution Destry might have made to his sexual well being. "Asshole," Destry playfully slapped Jack on the butt. "The least you could say is thank you." "You should be thanking ME for the white-hot load of boy-cum I just fed you," Jack grinned between kissing the boy, tasting his own cum lingering on Destry's delicate, sweet lips. "Okay, thanks," Destry accomodated him. "Now, your turn." "Thank you very much little boy for sucking my cock," Jack thanked Destry formally. "NO, your turn to suck ME!" Destry retorted, fully realizing Jack was teasing him. "Can't, your sister turned off the water," Jack made the excuse. "You need water, I'll give you water," Destry reacted, grabbing Jack's hardened boy-cock and dragging him across the spacious tiled gym to the luxurious sunken spa, then all but pushing him over the edge and down into the water. Standing before him, his tiny balls barely submerged, Destry grabbed Jack's head and forced it down over his upthrust cock. "Now, suck me, fucker, suck me, suck me suckkkkkk meeee," Destry ordered as Jack seated himself in the swirling warm water and Destry drove his five-inch boy-cock desperately into Jack's face. "SUCCCCCKKKKKK!" Jack sucked. "Don't worry, he ain't old enough to cum yet," Susan reassured Jack as she slipped nakedly into the water, next to him. "But he gives a good imitation." "Suuuuucccckkkkkkkk...SUCCCCCCCKKKKKKK!!" Destry cried out as he began rapidly face-fucking Jack in search of an orgasm. "Do it to me, fucker, do it to me, do it to me, suck my cock, suck it, suck it, suck that fucker, ohhahh yeah, ohahhahhahhahhh fuckin' yeahhhhh, that's it, cocksucker, that's it, that's it ohhahehrhhhh gawd, you suck good, oaooiaiohoeaihooih fucccck...fuck.....fuccckkkkkk." "Suck just the nob, drives him ape shit," Susan whispered to Jack as beneath the water, her hand found Jack's rapidly hardening cock and began stroking it. "Aaheiianennn, fuck, geoiaheoirh fuck that feels good, aoigheoahre gawd, yeah, yeah, ahgoeoaoehorih fuck yeah, suck me, fucker, suck me, suck me, suck me off, oaighoaiheorhi fuck, makin' me feel good, hoihoihoihyeah, keep doin' that...that thing with your tongue, ahgeoaiehoroih god, yeah, yeah, like that, whippin' your tongue around the head...ahgaoho god, you could give my sister some lessons, ahgoaiheorh fuck man, he's good, he sucks good, ahhaeiroaeihohhhhahhahh fuccccckkk...fucckkkkk.... fuck, fuck, fuck, ahaeiaeiohoiheoih fuck, aogihoaiehroih fuck yeah, man, you're makin' it feel soooo fuckin' good, gooooooood, hgoaieoaihhehahehriihhghhh god, gettin' me close, man, ahgoeaiheoriho fuck, feels like...aogiheaieohroihhh yeah, hgoeiahoerih close, close...closer and closer and...and...AHEIAI AHHGHIAEOREOIHGHHHHHH OOOERGGHAHHREHHGHHHH UNNNGGHHHHHHHH," Destry grunted out his orgasmic pleasure. As Susan had said earlier, no a drop of boy-cum rewarded Jack for his effort, but gripping the little boy's hot, tightly little ass, feeling him orgasm in his hands, in his mouth, watching and feeling the tight, tiny little boy-body tremble in his arms, feeling the boy's cock throbbing in his mouth, was far better than the biggest, hottest load of boy-cum he could imagine. "Hooooo damn, girl, you're gonna fuckin' make me cum again!" Jack suddenly cried as for the first time he was now free to concentrate on his new "girlfriend" masturbating expertise. "AGAIN?! Susan cried in surprise. "After all the times you've cum already?" Destry reacted. "I think so," Jack promised as he thrust his cock repeated up into Susan's Jacking fist. "Doo it...prove it...do it, cum again...shoot your cum again," Susan urged excitedly. "I'm gonna just pump your balls dry." "Alright, you horny little fuckers, breakfast is served in the main dining room and I swear to god, if you aren't eating in five...no, THREE minutes, I'll eat it myself," Dr. Mathison commanded as he stood imperiously over them, arms folded across his bare, naked chest. "I'm starved Destry cried, instantly climbing from the spa, then padded off in pursuit of his father leading a trail of dripping water across the pink, polished marble floor of the foyer, heading for the dining room overlooking the beach some forty or fifty feet down over the cliffs, for which the place was named. "Hurry up, CUM," Susan redoubled her masturbatory efforts. "He ain't fuckin' kiddin' about eating it himself." "Harder. Faster. Jack me harder, faster, harder, faster, yeah, yeah, yeah, that's it, that's it, ohhh babe, yeah, god, makin' it feel good, gettin' me there again, oaohghahehhrhh god, feels soo god it hurts, ahgoaiehohoh yeah, girl, do it to me, do it to me, make me cum really hard, ahgoeihaoheo fuck, gettin' me soooooo close, ghoaieoriahoeihroihoahoaih god, ahgoaiheorih fuck, I'm...I think I'm...I'm, I'm gonna blow...gonna cum...feeling...feeling the feeling...AHHAHAHEHHAHEHRHHGHEHAHEHRHHGHHHHHHHHH!!" Jack cried as he hoisted him slender hips well out of the water, allowing Susan's fist to mover more and more rapidly up and down his slickened boy-cock. "HOOOOOOO SHIIIIIIITTTTT...GOD, I CAN'T BELIEVE...BELIEVE...HOOOO SHIT, HOW MUCH CUM...HOW MUCH FUCKIN' CUM YOU SHOOT, THREE...FOUR...FIVE...GOD, I LOST COUNT, AOHGHAHEHR YEAH, KEEP DOIN' IT, MAN, KEEP DOIN' IT KEEP SHOOTIN' IT....AHGHOAIEHROH FUCK, ANOTHER FUCKIN' BLAST...GHAOEIHROH GOD, LIKE A FUCKIN' CUM FOUNTAIN...HHOOOOOOOO SHIIIIIIITTTT!!" "JACK ME, BABE, JACK ME, REALLY FUCKIN' DRAIN ME, AHGOAIEORIAHOIEHOAIEHRHHAHEHHHH DAMN, EASY, YOU'RE GONNA FUCKIN' WEAR IT OUT...OR ME...WHICHEVER COMES FIRST!" Jack gasped in excruciating sexual pleasure as Susan's talented fist nearly shot him straight up out of the water in a gravity-defying explosion of sexual ecstasy even more devastating than any so far. "Starting in on your scrambled eggs!" Destry called from the dining room. "Mmmmmm...mmmmmm good, needs a little salt...or maybe I'll just shoot some cum all over'em." "Don't worry he's..." "Right...too young to cum," Jack continued her thought even as Susan desperately pumped his cock, makiing it cum and cum again. "HOPE YOU'RE FUCKIN' ENJOYIN' THIS, MY ARM'S ABOUT TO FALL OFF." "AAOOEAHEREHHAHEHRH FUCK, YOU CAN STOP ANY TIME, I QUIT SHOOTIN' FIVE MINUTES AGO," Jack teased as he tiredly sunk back down in the water. "Whew!" "Come on, ain't you gonna come eat?" Susan laughed as she climbed from the spa and grabbed a towel, not so much drying off as wrapping it around her nubile nakedness. "Come and eat? I think I'll just like...lie here and eat my cum...look at all the stuff swimmin' around here," Jack playfully toyed with his own fishlike sperm looking for a cunt to swim upstream in. "Suit yourself, but don't expect us to CUM bringing it to you," Susan noted as she scurried off. "Your eggs are probably gone already." "Hmph, more interested in YOUR eggs, babe," Jack mused as he lethargically got up from the water, struggling to regain his sexual equilibrium after two monstrously hard orgasms. "Doesn't ANYBODY dress for dinner around here any more?" Dr. Mathison noted with barely concealed amusement as his adolescent trio wolfed down eggs, bacon, and toast with jelly followed by fresh-squeezed California orange juice. "Nope," Destry snapped, a cute, sexy grin on his face as he looked down at his cock, now getting hard again, then at Jack and Susan. "Besides it's breakfast." "I hope you showed our guest a good time," Dr. Mathinson winked at Jack. "When you get done, you can all mop the floor where you dripped water from the spa to the table. "Sorry," Jack had the good manners to appologize, even if the others didn't. "Uhhh...what kind of doctor ARE you, anyway?" "He's a scientist," Susan put in. "He invents things, Destry added. "The doctor badge he just wears for decoration," Susan explained. "My daughter tends to hate pretense," Dr. Mathinson smiled induligently at the sweetly beautiful twelve-year-old her towel now having fallen into her lap. "Actually I have FOUR PhDs and I AM, also, an MD." "Not to brag or anything," Susan added, rolling her eyes at her father. "He's just about the most educated man on earth," Destry, on the other hand, proclaimed proudly of his father. "He's got about a ZILLION patents!" "All of which are worth about a dollar apiece," Susan sought to deflate the legend her brother liked to create. "Still, that's a ZILLION dollars," Destry insisted. "He even knows President Kennedy." "Know him? I met him once at a fundraiser," Dr. Mathison laughed. "They exaggerate. I have exactly 452 patents at last count with a couple dozen pending," Dr. Mathison corrected quite precisely. "All are worth somewhat more than Susan suggests. "Hardly a day goes by he doesn't get a patent certificate in the mail," Destry added nonetheless. "He keeps an entire law firm of patent attourneys on retainer," Susan told Jack, this time not exaggerating in the least. "What have you invented?" Jack asked the next most reasonable question. "You're eating it," Dr. Mathison smiled, nodding toward Jack's mostly empty place. "We call it 'Maxout'." Destry told Jack. "He calls it XL2, or some shit like that." "XL12, actually," Dr. Mathison explained. "It's a food additive I'm still studying and perfecting." "He uses US as guinea pigs with his experiments all the time," Susan revealed. That's why I'm so weird." "Horny," Destry corrected, eyeing his sister laciviously. "Mmmmm...that too," Susan smiled back at him. "Wanna fuck?" "Please, can't you see I'm eating," Destry frowned. "You trying to ruin my appetite?" "Your appetite...for food AND sex knows no bounds," Destry's father teased the cute ten-year-old with his lush light brown bob of longer-than-average hair. "What does this...food additive do?" Jack continued his questions. "Makes your cock grow hard and stay that way," Destry blurted. "Or haven't you noticed." "I noticed," Jack admitted. "I just chalked it up to little-boy horniness," Jack teased, forcing a laugh. "That's a factor, let me tell you," Dr. Mathison admitted. "I'm currently working on a similar supplement for adolescent boys like Destry to help them grow BIGGER cocks, up to ten inches." "Guess what he calls that?" Susan giggled. "UP-210." "I could use some of that," Jack laughed, looking down at his cock through the glass top of the table. "I'm sorry, but I think you're going to have to wait a few months...years maybe, it needs a lot of testing. Besides, from what I've noticed, you hardly need much help in that department. How old are you, by the way?" Twelve, almost thirteen," Jack told him. "Really, you're especially well-developed for a boy so young," Dr. Mathison noted. "Dad notices things like that," Susan grinned at her dad. "I'd say, by the time you're sixteen or eighteen, you should be packing nine inches, maybe more," Dr. Mathison judged. "I'll probably fall flat on my face just trying to walk with a dick that big," Jack joked, though he like what he heard from such an "expert." "He's gonna make some boy VERY happy," Susan smiled seductively across the table at him. "Or girl," Jack countered. "I was noticing you appeared to be quite bisexual," Dr. Mathison noted. "Do you HAVE a preference?" "Boys, I think," Jack watched Susan out of the corner of his eye for a reaction. There was none. "You're young. That may change," Dr. Mathison suggested seriously. "Most pre-adolescent boys are not too fond of girls, so if they're sexual at all at that age, they usually gravitate toward boys. Right Destry?" "I gravitate toward CUTE," Destry declared. "Am I cute?" Susan fished for a compliment. "You'll do in a pinch," Destry told his sister dryly. "Now Jack....whoooooeeeeeee baby, I could fuck and suck that all day looonnnnnngggggg!!"